Steve Jobs (off-screen): And this is what PC Magazine said about my ass after I faxed them a copy of it. That's right, it's tight. Here, I'll bounce a quarter off it just to prove it to you.
Billy loved a good 'dead baby' joke.
Mike: ..and this is the trigger. Pull this and stuff comes out of the barrel very very fast.
Steve: Hehe, stuff.
Billy knew the universe was probably infinite, but part of him still wondered if you could reach thru one end and touch the other. That'd be rad.
Paka brings us gold! And frankincense! And mir! Wait, that's all just confetti. Nevermind.
Lucifer as a cyclops.
The Volkswagen corporation has my permission to use this in their ads. Provided they drive a Jetta full of cash into my driveway first. That is all.
Mrs.Crabapple (left) didn't approve of this field trip. Too much fresh air made children difficult to manage. And detention via chloroform would be impossible out here in the open.
TiVo does the dance of joy.
Lest anyone doubt his claim to having seen four giant heads carved into a mountain, Sean records his proof.
Lopaka, his soul already stolen by my other shot, abandons all hope.
Jess' Lincoln could use a little work.
Hooray! It's....4 dead white men. And if you squint real hard, you can kind of pretend that rock monster from Neverending Story is on the right there.
Man: Whose baby is this? Anyone? Anyone? I keep it!
